The Blissed Disguise

A world can be addressed as the World. The birds fly. The animals crawl. The humans walk. But what's the difference, the subtle lies are the claws if an eagle, if not venom from a pufferfish. A ball with insects, but it wasn't helf around by faith, it was stitched- or rather, they loved eating. Did they realise- or moreover did you know? That Satan likes oranges, quite sour ones though, and the Buddha likes, the grapes, the sweet ones. But his was meat. Spices on the top and the pickle on the left and Loyce on the right. What you eat, maybe what you see. The sweet grapes, maybe the eyes of an infant. The knife maybe the teeth of a wild animal. And humans maybe a insects in the development of becoming delicious, perhaps... Perhaps, if it wasn't so..